Author's Note: I'm back :) Please keep in mind the message from the previous chap and I hope you like this one too. These 5 years are counting the 2 previous years so in reality it's 3 years after the last chap. Does it make sense? I think I might confuse someone idk lol

5 years later

One year later after the Grand Prix at Canada, Haruka gained much more popularity and fame in the North continent. She was well recognized by sport specialists, the entertainment media and of course fans girls and pretty much everybody who followed F1 races. She had achieved her goal in three long years. She had it all… money, health, friends, family, everything but…love. Even in her most splendid moment of her life, Haruka couldn't erase the image of the woman who made her suffer every day and night. She had cursed life and the violinist for being much cruel with her but nothing stopped her pain and frustration. After Canada, the Grand Prix of Europe at Spain was held and once again the unstoppable handsome racer won. She had become the new sensation in the sports media and she now had her place as one of the best F1 racers ever seen in the world. Everything was supposed to be good now but still the memory of an aqua haired girl haunted her. The memory of the gorgeous Michiru didn't leave her alone any second now. Haruka was still young being 22 and she was sure Michiru was now a much more beautiful woman, the violinist must had been 21 then and Haruka had missed a lot already. Haruka feared she wouldn't find Michiru ever again but kept on moving living her life. She opted to stay at Spain for a few months after the race to train for the next races and that's when her life started to change.

One day after one of her races and a long day of interviews and conferences, Haruka decided to assist to one of the many parties made in her honor after her usual victories. Most of the time, she kindly rejected them arguing she was too tired or had a meeting next day but this time she did not. She felt like she deserved a break from her monotonous life and a break from her memories and her.

"Welcome Tenoh, congratulations!" A fat man in his early fifties saluted her English, although a thick Spanish accent was present. The party was thrown at an elegant hotel where they had rented the casino for that special night. Haruka was not fan of that type of places or gambling, but she fought the urge to reject Don Rafael Montiel. She didn't know a word of Spanish, but she was glad she always paid attention to her English class in Machida High; it was paying off now because English was a universal language.

"Thank you" Haruka found herself greeting back her hostess in perfect English "It's a really nice party Don Rafael"

"The best for the best F1 racer of the world" Don Rafael beamed as he excused himself leaving Haruka behind.

The party was held at one of the main rooms of the casino. Haruka didn't even know half of the people there. She felt lost and regretted not coming accompanied by Kenta or Tetsuya. They were many man and women present, some of the ladies made her invitations all night and she occasionally flirted by with some. She was a big flirt, a habit hard to quit, but she didn't dare to go further than that. She was about to step out of the casino when a man approached her.

"Here" a man about in his thirties offered her a glass of red wine "it seems like you need it"

Haruka frowned at the man before her but reluctantly took the glass on her hand "Thank you" Haruka gave a sip to her glass and then looked at the man "how could you tell I needed it?" she curiously asked. The truth is that Haruka felt like she needed something to forget and what else if not alcohol.

"Your eyes spoke for you, they told me. And you don't seem like someone who just won a Grand prix race" the man extended his right hand to shake Haruka's "My name is Miguel Cisneros. Nice to meet you"

Haruka extended her hand to shake Miguel's. She put more attention to the man in front of her. He was shorter than her maybe by 3 inches or so, dark brown hair and blue eyes "Nice to meet you too Miguel, I am Tenoh Haruka"

"Haha I already knew that" the man laughed a bit and drank from his glass "who doesn't know about the great Haruka Tenoh"

Haruka also drank from her glass finishing her wine "seems like you need some more" Miguel said and motioned a beautiful waitress to bring more wine.

That was the first night Haruka drank alcohol like never before in her life. Don Rafael had to call a taxi for the blonde and one for Miguel because they were both totally drunk. When Haruka made it to the house she was currently renting in Spain she was welcome by no one. She had chosen to live alone; she was tired of the constant 'advices' and 'sermons' about she forgetting about the violinist. When she refused to listened to any of them, she went looking for a house where no one could bother her. Little did she know that the decision she made that night at the casino wasn't going to stop there. The entire time that she spent in Spain, Haruka was invited to many parties or events were alcohol was greatly given. She became friend with Miguel and he accompanied her to all the events were alcohol drinks were given free.

Miguel let out a cigar from his pants pocket and put it in his mouth "take that off Miguel, I don't want to stink" Haruka told her friend. Instead of obeying the blonde, Miguel started lighting the cigar with his cigarette lighter.

"Pshh…Have you ever tried to smoke? You don't know what you're losing man" Miguel calmly said as a cloud of gray smoke left his mouth.

Haruka tentatively looked at Miguel "Ha, give me one. I want to try. I have heard people who are around smokers have a higher probability of dying of cancer as the smoker and since I will be around you I prefer to kill myself" Haruka smiled as she extended her hand and Miguel gave her one of his cigars and helped her light hers.

Cough. Cough. "Wow, this is strong. I don't know how I have missed this for so long" Haruka was now exhaling the gray smoke from her mouth.

That was the beginning of the two vicious that would accompany the blonde during her next two years. After she left Spain and her 'friend' Miguel, Haruka went to the Grand Prix of Italy in Monza. Tetsuya and Kenta had tried many times to stop Haruka from drinking and smoking but the blonde wouldn't listen. She claimed that neither of her 'distractions' or 'entertainments' interfered with her racing skills. In fact she had won the British Grand Prix. The Italian Grand Prix had been no different; the blonde had won it and decided to stay in Italy with Kenta, Tetsuya and the Red Bull team. The victories only made her more famous and more people invited her to more parties and more events where she happily attended. In the next two years she would always end up drunk after a party and someone had to call her a taxi or take her home, some other times she just spent the night at her 'girlfriends' houses. Haruka couldn't bear with her pain anymore and that's why she decided to refuge in alcohol, cigars and many women. She became a lover with many strange women in her alcoholic nights, but none of them made her forget about a certain aqua haired woman. She had damned tried to move on using alcohol and smoking but nothing was working at all.

"You don't understand Kenta!" Haruka shouted, exasperation written all over her face.

"NO! I obviously don't! How can you possible destroy yourself like that? Kenta shouted her friend back, his patience was long forgotten.

"Forget it! This is the only way I can forget her! I can't think of her when I get drunk and the smoke from my cigars clouds my thoughts away from her!"

"Haruka it's been 5 years since she left you. It is obvious that she didn't care or love you as much as she claimed; otherwise she will be here by now! Stop this and forget her once and for all!" Kenta's tone was harsh; he knew he had hurt his friend as soon as the blonde storm out of her department's room but he was fed up with his friend's behavior. It also hurt him to see her ending her life for someone he thought didn't deserve her love.

It is truth Michiru I never meant anything for you. I was only a joke for you. Did you enjoy it? Was it good to tease me like that? I bet you and your family still laugh at my stupidity to believe in you. Damn you Michiru, damn you because I can't forget you.

My Haruka I am so proud of you, you have reached your dream. You are now a famous and well recognized F1 race driver. I have tried to follow your races, I am not allowed to see or follow anything about you, and it hurts me when I don't. I wish I could be there by your side, cheering up for you. I want to see and touch so badly. I don't know how I have survived all this time without you by my side. I want you to know wherever you are right now that I love you and I pray for you every time you step in to the racetrack. I couldn't bear if something was to happen to you, please Ruka keep waiting for me. It won't take too long now.

After the heated argument between Kenta and herself, Haruka left her department. In an attack of madness and depression Haruka made her way to a local bar. She sat in one of the stools by the bar and asked the barman for a shot of whiskey. The drink was strong but Haruka was used to these types of drinks in her last two years of drinking nights and sprees.

"Another one" Haruka placed the shout glass down and pointed to the empty glass.

The bartender approached her once again and without looking at her poured another full dose. Haruka took the glass, swished it around and dropped the burning liquid down her throat. She shook her head as she tried not to think anymore. Why can't I just disappear too? Why life has to be a bitch with me? Is it because I've been one myself. Aghhh get away from me Michiru! Leave me alone and take your damn promises away from me and just let me be. The thoughts didn't stop as she drank, she could still think of all these things she wished she didn't, and again, she pointed to the empty glass. Once again the barman poured yet another shot filling into the glass, this time he looked at her and realized that maybe that 'man' needed to drink a bit more. This time Haruka had no hesitation in taking it and gulping it down. After this one, she felt her mind starting to cloud up. It was working, little by little, but it was working, she could barely think. Michiru…why? Still it wasn't enough to completely forget her; she needed to forget even more. Again she pointed at her empty glass. This time, the barman was hesitant. He looked at her warningly and Haruka chose to ignore him and point with even more force at her glass. The barman had no other choice and did as he was ordered. He poured another stream of the liquid in the glass, and again, Haruka drank it in one go. After Haruka had who knows how many shots, she was so fazed and she was almost completely thoughtless. The barman refused to serve her more shots and it was then when the blonde decided to abandon the place.

It was still early in the afternoon and the stubborn blonde refused to call a taxi and instead decided to drive her own car to go rest to her department. Haruka started her car and sped off the bar. She was speeding; she was careless and drove over all the speed limits. Haruka didn't even know when it happened; she only felt a tremendous pain on her chest. She had crash her latest model car against a light post. An ambulance and firefighters showed up to scene, Haruka was unconscious and didn't know when the paramedics took her to the nearest hospital in the city. Kenta and Tatsuya were informed immediately and promptly made it to the hospital.

"She could had died or worse hurt someone else" evident concern could be heard in Tetsuya's voice.

"I know and I feel terrible man, I feel guilty because I told her things I shouldn't have. It's her damn memories that have trapped her and won't let her go"

"Kenta, you shouldn't feel like that. You have tried your best to support her and have always been with her"

"I guess Tetsuya, but I still feel bad. Haruka has reached her limit and since she broke her left arm, she won't able to participate in Monaco. I was thinking it might be time to go back to Japan, may be if she sees my mom and her mother again, she will reconsider things and change her lifestyle"

"Yeah it's a shame that she will miss Monaco, but she must pay the price of her irresponsible actions. And you might be right and have her family around will help her change back to the Haruka we all love"

The accident hadn't been that bad and Kenta and Tetsuya decided to leave the Italian city the week after the accident; even though the blonde disagreed with their idea she came with them. They called it a break and headed back to Japan. A new beginning had started for Haruka; her life would totally change in the upcoming years.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Hey I'm trying my best to finish this, I think there would be only 4 more chaps before is done. I hope you will enjoy this one and patiently wait for the rest :)